Post by scarecrow4560 on Aug 17, 2009 22:25:22 GMT
Okay, so it's not my actual job that i hate, but more the people i work with, with the rare exception. I like my job as a GPS test technichian (since it doesn't require me to spell 
).
Yes, it's angry
Yes, it's long
And yes, i do feel slightly better of writing all this...now give me my pint!
Oh, and have fun reading this. It helps if you do strange voices at the parts where people talk. And Tim, i strongly appologize for the swearing...it just kind of happened. If you'd rather i adjust it, just say the word and i will, and if i broke any rules that i forgot that demand punishment, do what you have to, and i won't hold a grudge or be bitter...out loud.
So here's the story: I'm 19, still in college but quite skilled with a computer, and a fast learner. My dad very kindly got me a job at the GPS company he works at. My first run there as a contractor went very well. I learned a lot, and did a good job. I was layed off due to budget stuff, but so were 75 other employees so i can't be very bitter (fuck that, watch me be bitter
). Well, i didn't take this personally as i had a good run and made a solid amount of money.
Well, it would seem i did a good enough job that a year later, i get a call asking if i want to come back for a bit (and this call was not from my father but from one of the people i worked with, so i must have done a good job, yeah?). I happily agreed and went back to work.
Things went smoothly and i had a fair bit of work WHEN I FIRST GOT HERE. Now it seems no one wants to give me work because i'm 19 and working in a field that most people have gone through years and years of schooling to get to and i'm doing things on the same level as they are. I don't know if they're just bitter about this or don't trust me with some of the work, but i've noticed i'm treated almost like a ghost around the office, getting the occasional person who knocks on my cube corner, peeking around the corner and asking me a simple question as though they think i'm gonna turn around and bite their noses off.
That's the other thing! I'm not a fucking monster! Why the hell do people act as though i'm some terrifying beast like the ones i paint and act all scared around me? Sure, i'm nearly 6 feet tall with a fairly muscular build, a beard, glasses and long hair, but come on! The lack of a smile may not help, but hey, that's your fault. This is fucking rediculous! One of the things that bothers me the most is how people look me as i walk by. They seem confused and unsure if i work here and one guy (i seriously want to break this guys face) just gives me this blank stare with wide eyes and i don't know if his face is just shaped that way, but it's really annoying and as i was waiting for someone to help me, he was sitting there, looked up at me and said in a tone that made me want to chuck the closest heavy object at his deformed face said "Do you want something?" I WANT YOU TO SHUT YOUR UGLY FUCKING FACE AND STOP STARING AT ME YOU FUCKING PRICK! I of course didn't say that, but i was certainly thinking it... Instead i just pointed to the guy i was waiting on and said yes.
No one is willing to teach me to do shit either! And the few people who need to, just had me the software and say GO NUTS! What the fuck am i supposed to learn from a rainbow colored statement like that?! I have a habit of breaking software (which might be why they have me test some things though that seems to be rare nowadays) but i can also use it as it's intended if these lazy bastards would get off their asses and spend the 2 minutes needed to show me which buttons to click to start the test, which buttons to click to end the test, and which buttons not to press because that would cause a global panic. Show me those buttons, and i'll use them as instructed while seriously contemplating pushing that global panic button as that would be funny as hell. And no one answers your question in any helpful way.
Heres an example:
"Hey, i need to run an LPL test with no additional signal aiding. How do i do that?" It's a very simple question asked to the person who wrote the software i'm using to run the bloody test in the first place. Heres the genius' response with my little thoughts added in:
"Well, first you take this file that i never sent you (thanks a lot fucker) but will do so at a later date (you said that the past 6 times i asked you for it), click the modfiy button (there is no modify button!), change the preferences as needed (what do they need to be set to? Isn't that why i'm here in the first place?), click save (no, i want to get rid of all the work i just did) and your set (for what!?)." ....i may have been exaggerating what he said, but it wasn't far off
When i later sent him an email, i got rerouted to 3 other people, none of which actually answered my question, but gave similar responses
And people treat me as though i'm a fucking grunt! If something needs cleaning, they make me do it. If something needs to be organized, they make me do it. If something needs to be set up, they make me do it, while i get no credit when all they do it push the start button on the test station they just had me do all the work to set up!
I just spent all of last week coming in late, leaving early (like spending 2 hours at work, then leaving) and no one notices! No one comes up to me and says "hey, were you here last week?" Hell, it's gotten to the point where i'd rather someone gets mad at me for slacking off, that way i can say that no one has given me any tasks. Maybe then they'll do something. Until then, i'm getting payed $15 bucks an hour to sit on my ass and do nothing but here's the kicker: MY ASS IS GETTING SORE! Doesn't help the chair is shit, but still!
The f5 key on my keyboard is getting a little worn out too, since i sit on my email and hit that key whenever i hear someone walking by so i can create the illusion that i'm busy, though after they pass i just alt-tab over to my other browser where i have all sorts of other non-workrelated things going on that actually do keep my busy.
I have, however, managed to create some small devices that do abosolutely nothing except maybe turn on a small LED light or send out about 8 volts of electrcity. I made other things that would i have no ideal if they even work or not since i'm too scared to try and use them as they'd likely explode the moment any sort of physical contact is made with them. Perhaps i should make other people test them...
I get to hear all sorts of conversations too, and most of them go like this (no actual names were used):
Conversation 1:
"Hmm...we need to run this test." says Jim
"Alright, i'll have steve run it." Says Mac
Conversation 2:
"Hmm...we need to adjust some of the data." "Says Stu
"Alright, we'll have steve take care of that." "Says Gonad
Conversation 3:
"Steve left the van in still loaded with equipment that we need. "Says Mac"
"Then someone needs to clean it out and put it all away. I'll get Scarecrow to do that" Says fucking Gonad!
Notice something? All the actual "useful" stuff is done by steve, while i'm left with the job of a maid, and it's really pissing me off
I already have enough of an anger issue (i don't lash out, but i get serious headaches and chest pains, as well as a really short temper, causing me to respond with short, monotone answers (that might be whats scaring people, i don't know). I feel emotionaly drained (though other things besides work are causing that) and i feel...what's the word...unappriciated? Is that a word? Well, it works if you can see what i mean by it. I'm not doing all the work i could because no one around this shithole seems to what to give me the chance, and even after they say that would, they seem to forget, though that seems to be a reoccuring thing with most people i know now (fuckers!).
My contract with the company ends in the middle of september, and it overlaps a little with school so it's not like i'll just be sitting around when this is over, but i'd like something to show for my time here. Currently i have a very experimental battery pack sitting next to me that could probably kill someone should it be used, but death isn't something i want to be proud of...right now
.
I'll be impressed with anyone who actually reads this whole thing since most boards i post on, the people have the attention span of an ADD bug on drugs, though i suppose the awesome people of this board are a little more focused then the drugged up gnats called the rest of the internet users (that compliment extends to your families as well, since i don't need your relatives mad at me).
On a random note, people around here have the worst ringtones for their cell phones ever, and are apparently scared of the vibrate setting that makes no audible noise to the people arond them.
Alright, i'm done ranting for now...i think i'm starting to get carpul tunnel or however it's spelt since i seem to spend most of my time typing things like BINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBING over and over so people think i'm doing something "productive" though i could be doing something "productive" at home where i actually have shit i can do and actually be proud of completing...and my wrists are starting to hurt...
I'm not sure whats worse:
~The fact that i can sit in my cube, staring at my screen playing over 100 games of solitare and no one even notices
OR
~The fact that i can sit at my cube and play over 100 games of solitare and still not win a single fucking game
).Yes, it's angry
Yes, it's long
And yes, i do feel slightly better of writing all this...now give me my pint!
Oh, and have fun reading this. It helps if you do strange voices at the parts where people talk. And Tim, i strongly appologize for the swearing...it just kind of happened. If you'd rather i adjust it, just say the word and i will, and if i broke any rules that i forgot that demand punishment, do what you have to, and i won't hold a grudge or be bitter...out loud.
So here's the story: I'm 19, still in college but quite skilled with a computer, and a fast learner. My dad very kindly got me a job at the GPS company he works at. My first run there as a contractor went very well. I learned a lot, and did a good job. I was layed off due to budget stuff, but so were 75 other employees so i can't be very bitter (fuck that, watch me be bitter
). Well, i didn't take this personally as i had a good run and made a solid amount of money. Well, it would seem i did a good enough job that a year later, i get a call asking if i want to come back for a bit (and this call was not from my father but from one of the people i worked with, so i must have done a good job, yeah?). I happily agreed and went back to work.
Things went smoothly and i had a fair bit of work WHEN I FIRST GOT HERE. Now it seems no one wants to give me work because i'm 19 and working in a field that most people have gone through years and years of schooling to get to and i'm doing things on the same level as they are. I don't know if they're just bitter about this or don't trust me with some of the work, but i've noticed i'm treated almost like a ghost around the office, getting the occasional person who knocks on my cube corner, peeking around the corner and asking me a simple question as though they think i'm gonna turn around and bite their noses off.
That's the other thing! I'm not a fucking monster! Why the hell do people act as though i'm some terrifying beast like the ones i paint and act all scared around me? Sure, i'm nearly 6 feet tall with a fairly muscular build, a beard, glasses and long hair, but come on! The lack of a smile may not help, but hey, that's your fault. This is fucking rediculous! One of the things that bothers me the most is how people look me as i walk by. They seem confused and unsure if i work here and one guy (i seriously want to break this guys face) just gives me this blank stare with wide eyes and i don't know if his face is just shaped that way, but it's really annoying and as i was waiting for someone to help me, he was sitting there, looked up at me and said in a tone that made me want to chuck the closest heavy object at his deformed face said "Do you want something?" I WANT YOU TO SHUT YOUR UGLY FUCKING FACE AND STOP STARING AT ME YOU FUCKING PRICK! I of course didn't say that, but i was certainly thinking it... Instead i just pointed to the guy i was waiting on and said yes.
No one is willing to teach me to do shit either! And the few people who need to, just had me the software and say GO NUTS! What the fuck am i supposed to learn from a rainbow colored statement like that?! I have a habit of breaking software (which might be why they have me test some things though that seems to be rare nowadays) but i can also use it as it's intended if these lazy bastards would get off their asses and spend the 2 minutes needed to show me which buttons to click to start the test, which buttons to click to end the test, and which buttons not to press because that would cause a global panic. Show me those buttons, and i'll use them as instructed while seriously contemplating pushing that global panic button as that would be funny as hell. And no one answers your question in any helpful way.
Heres an example:
"Hey, i need to run an LPL test with no additional signal aiding. How do i do that?" It's a very simple question asked to the person who wrote the software i'm using to run the bloody test in the first place. Heres the genius' response with my little thoughts added in:
"Well, first you take this file that i never sent you (thanks a lot fucker) but will do so at a later date (you said that the past 6 times i asked you for it), click the modfiy button (there is no modify button!), change the preferences as needed (what do they need to be set to? Isn't that why i'm here in the first place?), click save (no, i want to get rid of all the work i just did) and your set (for what!?)." ....i may have been exaggerating what he said, but it wasn't far off
When i later sent him an email, i got rerouted to 3 other people, none of which actually answered my question, but gave similar responses
And people treat me as though i'm a fucking grunt! If something needs cleaning, they make me do it. If something needs to be organized, they make me do it. If something needs to be set up, they make me do it, while i get no credit when all they do it push the start button on the test station they just had me do all the work to set up!
I just spent all of last week coming in late, leaving early (like spending 2 hours at work, then leaving) and no one notices! No one comes up to me and says "hey, were you here last week?" Hell, it's gotten to the point where i'd rather someone gets mad at me for slacking off, that way i can say that no one has given me any tasks. Maybe then they'll do something. Until then, i'm getting payed $15 bucks an hour to sit on my ass and do nothing but here's the kicker: MY ASS IS GETTING SORE! Doesn't help the chair is shit, but still!
The f5 key on my keyboard is getting a little worn out too, since i sit on my email and hit that key whenever i hear someone walking by so i can create the illusion that i'm busy, though after they pass i just alt-tab over to my other browser where i have all sorts of other non-workrelated things going on that actually do keep my busy.
I have, however, managed to create some small devices that do abosolutely nothing except maybe turn on a small LED light or send out about 8 volts of electrcity. I made other things that would i have no ideal if they even work or not since i'm too scared to try and use them as they'd likely explode the moment any sort of physical contact is made with them. Perhaps i should make other people test them...
I get to hear all sorts of conversations too, and most of them go like this (no actual names were used):
Conversation 1:
"Hmm...we need to run this test." says Jim
"Alright, i'll have steve run it." Says Mac
Conversation 2:
"Hmm...we need to adjust some of the data." "Says Stu
"Alright, we'll have steve take care of that." "Says Gonad
Conversation 3:
"Steve left the van in still loaded with equipment that we need. "Says Mac"
"Then someone needs to clean it out and put it all away. I'll get Scarecrow to do that" Says fucking Gonad!
Notice something? All the actual "useful" stuff is done by steve, while i'm left with the job of a maid, and it's really pissing me off
I already have enough of an anger issue (i don't lash out, but i get serious headaches and chest pains, as well as a really short temper, causing me to respond with short, monotone answers (that might be whats scaring people, i don't know). I feel emotionaly drained (though other things besides work are causing that) and i feel...what's the word...unappriciated? Is that a word? Well, it works if you can see what i mean by it. I'm not doing all the work i could because no one around this shithole seems to what to give me the chance, and even after they say that would, they seem to forget, though that seems to be a reoccuring thing with most people i know now (fuckers!).
My contract with the company ends in the middle of september, and it overlaps a little with school so it's not like i'll just be sitting around when this is over, but i'd like something to show for my time here. Currently i have a very experimental battery pack sitting next to me that could probably kill someone should it be used, but death isn't something i want to be proud of...right now
. I'll be impressed with anyone who actually reads this whole thing since most boards i post on, the people have the attention span of an ADD bug on drugs, though i suppose the awesome people of this board are a little more focused then the drugged up gnats called the rest of the internet users (that compliment extends to your families as well, since i don't need your relatives mad at me).
On a random note, people around here have the worst ringtones for their cell phones ever, and are apparently scared of the vibrate setting that makes no audible noise to the people arond them.
Alright, i'm done ranting for now...i think i'm starting to get carpul tunnel or however it's spelt since i seem to spend most of my time typing things like BINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBINGBING over and over so people think i'm doing something "productive" though i could be doing something "productive" at home where i actually have shit i can do and actually be proud of completing...and my wrists are starting to hurt...
I'm not sure whats worse:
~The fact that i can sit in my cube, staring at my screen playing over 100 games of solitare and no one even notices
OR
~The fact that i can sit at my cube and play over 100 games of solitare and still not win a single fucking game